Chapter 122: Who fears
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Late Night Tales Of The Capital
- Shi Gen Yuan Fang
- 1530 characters
- 2021-02-11 12:04:10
The original ‘magic’ naturally does not know how to admit defeat. Under any circumstances, it is a battle to death, not endless. Can experience a hundred years of forbearance, slowly into the human 'magic', has begun to change quietly, they also learned to admit defeat, learned to surrender, learned to swindle, learned to sneak a slippery, and even learned how to be a good person, How to be a decent master.
Only when it truly becomes a part of the human world can it be completely hidden in the human world, and the seeds of the 'magic' will be buried deep in the soil, only to come again.
The Lord of the Lord revived and regained the world.
It’s not surprising that the old man is a thin old man who has won the thunder for more than a decade. Naturally, he has some traits and habits that combine this identity.
Standing in front of the thin old man, the river has not left his chest, and the leaves are staring at the eyes of the person, as if they want to see through the real thoughts of this person. However, in vain, it is simply impossible to see through the idea of a ‘magic’ from the eye.
Waving to the red bean wave, indicating that her duel is over.
When the red beans walked to the side of the leaf, the gray death spirits of the sky have all been swallowed up by the ancient beasts that have been turned into rivers. All this, in the eyes of the thin old man, can know how much pain from the expression.
These dead spirits don't know how much ‘grass’ he cuts, but in addition to paying a part, there are some things for self-cultivation.
Now, when I return to liberation, how can I not make him feel bad!
It can be painful again, and it is not important. If it dies, what role does the dead spirit have? Even if all the 350,000 ‘grass’ were harvested, what is the relationship with a dead person? The Lord can be resurrected, can he be resurrected?
There is no such record on the monument.
The red bean looked at the old and thin old man who fell to the ground. His emotions were a little excited. The umbrella in his hand was somewhat uncontrollable and he wanted to pierce his brain directly. Fortunately, there are leaves missing, her own repair has not recovered, this is considered to be impulsive.
"How are you going to deal with him?" Red bean whispered, she did not avoid the old man on the ground, anyway, no matter what Ye said, in the end, there was only one end of this thin old man.
Hearing the red bean in front of his own face to ask this question, the old man who kept his head down and could not see the expression, suddenly looked up and looked at the red bean. This eye is very ferocious, very embarrassing, and even with a little threat. If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will scare a serious illness.
An umbrella was shot on the head of the old man.
Red beans screamed directly. "What do you mean by that moment?"
"Threaten me?"
"I asked him how to deal with you. It is a way of life. Don't think that if I am repairing it as a loss, I will bully it. If I dare to marry me, you will die."
The roar of anger is over, but the red bean is just an umbrella behind him.
For the thin old man, the current red bean, even if it is to make full effort, hitting his head, it is also squeaking, it does not help.
Don't look down, red beans can feel a strong sarcasm.
The knife light flashed.
The thin old man didn't even scream, and the left arm was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder. After cutting his shoulder, the back of the knife was placed on his mouth. The meaning was very clear. "Dare to cry, dare to scream, mouth Gone."
Even if it is a half-step-free master, the two arms are cut off one after another, the pain is unparalleled, and the sweat from the forehead is one by one, falling down in a string.
"If you admit defeat, don't think any more, honestly."
"You have no dignity now, no personality, and blindness is sin."
"The left arm is the end, don't provoke me again. In this world, it's not only the devil who knows what is fierce."
The leaves lacked cold and said three words to the ground, and then spit a spit.
Concentration is not biased, falls to the eyebrows of the thin old man, and then flows down the bridge of the nose, but he does not dare to have any movements, even if he wants to have movements, fear is also very difficult, lost his arms, will wipe the face will It is a problem.
"Don't you just say that you want to catch a living? Now that you have caught it, if you want to ask, you can ask." Ye missed the finger and said to the red bean.
After looking at the leaf shortage, the red bean calmed down and asked, "Are you a hunter?"
The first question has just been said, listening is very simple, but the lack of leaves to see the old man on the ground, the mood is obviously a little changed, and several breaths did not speak.
The river in the hands of the leaves is slightly moving.
The old man on the ground had to open his mouth. "Yes."
After saying that I was afraid that the leaf was not satisfied, and nodded slightly.
"Have you been to the South? Have you ever participated in hunting?" Red Bean continued to ask.
Southern country?
Hunting?
Hearing these two words, the thin old man on the ground seemed to have tried hard to think about it, then shook his head. "No."
The knife that felt the lack of leaves had to move again. The old man hurriedly explained, "The name of the hunter should be used a hundred years ago. Now the records in the book call us a demon. From the time I was born, I hunted. This name is no longer used. If I haven’t read the classics, I won’t know it at all.
Speaking of this, the old man looked at the expression of Ye Xiao and the red beans and continued, "As for the South, there is hunting, I am ignorant, I have never heard of it. At least in our generation, it is I can't guarantee this if there is no Southland hunting."
Seeing the appearance of the old and thin old man, Red Bean did not continue to ask questions, but asked another question. "What do you mean by mowing people? What are you looking for to kill these soldiers? Since you dare to let the black flame come out, you must be Do something, what is the goal? Say everything you know!"
Red bean machine guns in general, let's ask a few questions, perhaps because of the spectator's clear sake, just watched Ye missed his duel, Red Bean has been thinking, what is today's thing, what is it?
The question just now, the old and thin old man on the ground answered truthfully, and almost no time was spent. When the red bean asked this question, it suddenly silenced, and the expression on his face was even more gloomy.
Seeing that he did not answer, Ye missed and asked a sentence, "Is God Luoyang, General, Ye Zhengru's death has nothing to do with you? How did he die? Who moved hands?"
The problem of the South.
Can fall into the ears of the old man on the ground, but it is sinking into the sea. Give people a feeling, he must know something.
On the Meishan snowy road, suddenly it was quiet.
"Listen to me, these hunters have no need to stay, they are hard-hearted, they will not tell you the truth!" The first thing that came to the oysters was the red bean community. Now it is her who wants to kill. It seems that in the face of the devil, the endurance of red beans has become very poor.
The leaf lacked a hand to indicate it, then shook his head. "Now is not killing him."
"Since he has a hard mouth, he has to find a way to let him speak."
"As long as he doesn't want to die, as long as he has his own independent thoughts, there will always be a way. Even if he is a demon, he will be afraid."
"Fear of this kind of thing, there are people in the world, and no one can hide."
After saying this, Ye Xiaoliang let the red bean wait for himself here, and then one person carried the old and thin man who fell to the ground and walked into the deep forest near the Meishan snow road.
In a short while, there was a scream of hysteria in the woods, mixed with painful sorrow. One after another, first sorghum, and then gradually, the sound is getting smaller and smaller, looming, seems to be able to hear, the more mourning, the more weird, even have begun to tremble.
Just listening to the sound, you can feel the pain of your heart.
(The sixth, the next five before.)